Lizzy (2)
Because I was more or less trapped in this one-horse town, I ended up renting a 2-bedroom efficiency apartment several blocks from the main drag. My intention was to stay three years until my husband returned from overseas. Hopefully, we would move west or north by at least two state worth. I had never lived in this part of the country before, and, to tell the truth, I was finding it to be quite foreign. The appearance and the language was the same as mine, but I soon realized most of the social norms of the region were somehow still in the 1960s. I had already lived that decade thirty years prior. Now, seeing it as an adult, it was a slightly different experience. Lizzy seemed to fit right into the society of the burg, although not as one of its model citizens, more like one of the poor and downtrodden. At least, that was the persona she exhibited when I went with her to various stores a couple of days after I got settled into my new abode. She took me to her home, explaini